So it came as a bit of a surprise when, as we left for a play, she asked, `` Is it OK if I have a champion over after Emily goes to sleep. ... To, uh, work on homework together ? ``

I looked over at Peter. `` Male or distaff, '' I asked.

'' Well, it 's my swain, Saint George. ``

Peter and I looked back and Forth River at each other. `` You 're not going to get pregnant, here, are you ? '' I asked, surprising myself how quickly I got to what was bubbling below the control surface in my mind.

'' Oh no, Mrs. Connor, no. We 're not having sex, '' she replied quickly, as if I would have been surprised or judgmental if they were. I just was n't sure about it happening in our living room.

Simon Peter looked at me and shrugged.

I shrugged back. At least it was safety here.

'' I suppose, '' I finally relented with St. Peter the Apostle 's consent.

It was a few minute of arc into our usual expiration statement, that another thought came to my idea. `` Uh, Kara, look. No alcohol, no drugs. We can go to jail if we give you alcohol, or your female parent smells it on your breathing space, and we could lose our planetary house if we have drugs here, '' I warned. Not that there had n't been drugs here, at least marihuana, before Peter 's employer stared testing.

'' Oh no, Mrs. Connor, never. ``

I was n't sure how sure-footed I should be, but the die was cast. I gave the same warning to George VI, the initiatory time I saw him.

A couplet weeks later, Kara was going to sit while I went to a meeting. Peter was out of town. `` So how is it going with George ? '' I asked. `` Are you two making out here ... when you 're not doing your preparation ? '' I added with a wink.

She turned red with embarrassment, but eventually came clean. `` Uh, well, yes. ``

Not surprised, I followed up with, `` So how far is it going ? ``

'' I let him bet with my boobs, '' she confessed.

'' And ? ``

'' Oh Mrs. Connor, he puts his hand in my panty. ``

'' And ? ``

'' Oh God. He lets me rub his, you know, affair. ``

'' And what happens when you do that ? '' as if I needed to ask.

Long pause.

Looking down at her toes, `` It squirts, in his undershirt, '' she mumbled barely audible.

I realized I was giving her the 5th degree. `` I 'm regretful, Kara, for asking so many question. I was a teen too, once, '' remembering what happened at a much earlier age to me, and being shipped off to Common Market for an abortion. `` It 's just I want you to be safe. ``

Then, after a farsighted pause, I opened a drawer under the TV. `` tone here, '' I pointed to a box of Trojan, `` I know you 're not having intercourse yet, ... but if it ever comes to that, I want you to sleep together these are here. I had to give birth an miscarriage when I was your age, and I still lie waken wondering about who I killed. '' I had told Peter I 'd buy the condoms, so he would n't surmise anything, but not the abortion.

'' Oh Mrs Connor, I 'm so no-good. ``

Every prison term we had Kara babysit and she had George IV over, I checked the box afterward. It remained unopened, though that did n't demonstrate anything. And sometimes, when tool drove her home base, how do I say this, it seemed like it took a bit too long for him to get back.

'' She sure has a lot of questions, '' I reported to him, edging into the concern I had.

'' Yeah, she was asking what it is like for a man, and like when was my first time, and all that, '' he laughed.

Mollified, with a few doubts lingering in the background, I added, `` She told me George is finger fucking her, hehe. She likes it a lot, hehe. '' Peter grabbed me and started tearing off my clothes. Finger fucking was just the start of our frolicking. `` What did you separate her, '' I asked as he came up from between my legs and his cock found its way into my vagina.

'' I told her it 's wonderful, '' as his thrusts grew stronger.

So one nighttime, tool was away. I had some sort of issue, I ca n't even remember what, but it was cancelled at the last bit. I called Kara and told her. I was still front feeding my Emily and let her suckle for a safe half hr. I 'm not trusted who liked that more, me or her. I 'm one of those favorable women that gets a little orgasm from that. I had just changed her diaper and put her to log Z's when the doorbell rang. I was surprised it was George.

'' George II ! ``

'' Oh ! Mrs Connor ! Is, uh, Kara here ? ``

'' No, I had to cancel. Did n't she cry you ? ``

He pulled out his phone. There was a pretermit call option and a voice mail service. `` Oh. Something went haywire. I did n't learn it ! ``

'' Well, come on in anyway, '' I suggested, `` Would you like a coke or something ? '' I did want to blab out to him in any case.

'' Uh, sure, Mrs. Connor, that would be nice. ``

I went to the kitchen and brought him a coke and a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine for me. `` Sorry I ca n't founder this to you, George. ``

'' Thank you. That 's OK. ''

We sat on the couch sipping our drinks. `` Can I ask you something, George VI ? ``

'' OK ? ``

'' How 's it going with Kara ? ``

'' What do you mean ? ``

'' Well, have you two, you know, had sex ? Intercourse ? ``

'' No, '' a long pause, `` Mrs. Connor, it 's just, well, you know, we just use our hands and stuff. ``

'' She jerks you off ? '' Of form I knew.

'' Yeah. ``

'' And you finger her puss ? ``

'' Yeah. ``

'' But you two have n't had intercourse ? ``

'' No. She says she 's not ready. ``

'' Well. Are n't you the gentleman for respecting that, '' I offered, `` but you must have had sex with somebody ? ``

'' No. Nobody.

'' But you want to, right ? ``

'' Oh yes, I ca n't hold back, Mrs. Connor. ``

A naughty idea was building in my head. I asked him a few more questions. `` Is Kara the lone girl you have, you know, played with like that ? ``

'' Yeah, and I 've never really had sex either. ``

I looked him straight in the centre. `` We could do something about that, '' I said.

'' What do you mean ? ``

'' How old are you ? '' I managed to ask, despite my pulsing to plunk in.

He told me. Old enough.

I put my hand on his leg. `` We could do something about that tonight, '' as my handwriting slid up his leg. `` I can see this talking about sex is getting you excited. ``

He looked down at the prominence in his bloomers, embarrassed, as he made an adaptation. `` Are you going to narrate her to let me ? ``

'' Not her. '' My paw slid right over that bulge.

'' Mrs. Connor ! ``

As it turned out, I was wearing a mere navy cotton plant dress that barely made it to the top of my stifle and extensive strap over my shoulders. `` Does Kara let you see her boobs ? '' I asked as I started rubbing his cock.

'' Uh, yes, Mrs. Connor. ``

'' Would you care to see mine ? ``

He did n't answer.

'' Just extract my dress off my articulatio humeri. '' I had n't put a bra on since i was n't going anywhere tonight.

'' Mre. Connor ... '' and he did just that, staring at my tits like they were the Virgin Blessed Virgin herself. `` They 're big. '' I have to admit, Kara was a lot snug to flat than my 34Ds.

'' You can take on with them just like you play with Kara 's. '' And I sighed as he squeezed and rubbed them.

'' Does she let you keep an eye on when you finger her cunt ? '' I rubbed his prominence some more.

'' No. I 've never seen her kitty-cat, ... well except I saw some of her hair there once, '' he added.

'' Well, you can see mine all you want, but first designate me what she lets you do. '' George III pulled up the hem of my dress and slid his hand into the waistband of my step-in. Tentatively, his fingers slid unaired to my pussy.

'' Go on, '' I urged and he reached my pussy lips. `` Oh, yes. Go on, '' and he pushed his finger's breadth into my wetness and started rubbing. He seemed to sense where my clit was. My breathing quickened.

'' You do n't have any hair there, '' he had discovered.

I could n't aid giggling. `` No. ... But go on. Go on, '' I begged. Saint George 's fingers finally found my opening and he pushed one in. `` Yes. Yes. Put two in. I 'm not a virgin you know, '' as the electricity made my feet and everything else tingle.

'' You can look, you know, '' and we both saw where his hand disappeared into the waistband of my panties and his knuckles bulged out the crotch.

'' force them down. Off. '' He managed to drag my step-in off with one helping hand and laid them on the sofa next to him.

George stared at my pussy like it was a forest fire.

'' Do n't barricade. '' He watched his fingers go in and out of my vagina. I tried unsuccessfully to afford his belt.

'' It 's just similar, ... '' and he stopped speaking.

It dawned on me. `` Emily 's ? Have you been changing her diaper ? ``

He looked down at his toes again. `` No. Kara just lets me watch. ``

'' Well are n't you learning how to be a don, '' I muttered after I recovered my calmness.

I laid back and opened my ramification so he could watch his fingerbreadth go in and out. Eventually I tugged his fingers away and pulled apart my pussy lips. `` There, now you can see where everything is in a grown woman. ``

'' Oh God ! '' he exclaimed. I 'm not sure God was approving at the here and now, but after a minute or two of display and tell, I resumed rubbing his pants and made another go at his smash, and then his zip, exposing the ridge in his his jockeys.

'' You 're going to make to unzip my dress if you are going to ask it off. And while you are at it, you have a lot of clothes on yourself. '' I felt the zipper go down and pulled the garb off myself. I had come to the doorway barefoot, so at this point I was totally naked. Naked in front of this high schooling junior. `` Your for the first time naked missy ? ''

He nodded. `` Y.. Y ... Yes, Mrs. Connor. '' As he took off his shirt and his singlet, I stood in front of him and, let us say, mould my assets, rubbing each authoritative place and my brim seductively.

'' You 're going to have to conduct off more than that. '' George pushed his shoes off without unlacing them and eased his bloomers down.

I could n't waitress and tugged his jockey 's down. His hammer sprang out, a very gracious long, hard circumcised shaft I might add. I bent forward and wrapped my hand around it and tugged. He took a huge breath and then another. `` She, ... '' another breath, `` never looks ... at it. '' I rubbed harder.

'' Let 's go into the sleeping accommodation, '' I said, and he followed my defenseless ass down the G. Stanley Hall. I pulled the covert off and laid on my rear on the shroud.

'' Get between my legs, '' which were wide open again. And when he did, `` buss my tits, '' and he leaned over and started kissing them. His peter banged against my leg. `` Kiss get down. buss my tummy, '' and he did.

You know where this was headed, but I was n't sure I could ask him directly to start licking me. `` Do you want to kiss my pussy ? Girls like to be kissed there. '' All I got was not much to a greater extent than a candy kiss on his old auntie 's cheek. `` Do you like my scent ? It 's the aroma of love. kiss it more. ''

'' I smell Kara 's pussy on my fingers all night long after ... you know ... we do gormandize, '' and he kissed there again.

'' biff me. In-between. figure out me. fille really like that. '' I was n't over-playing the spasms that wracked my organic structure when he did. A sudden moan seemed to surprise him. `` Put your tongue in where your fingers were, '' and I convulsed until my orgasm was about to peak.

'' Ok, ... Ok, ... You better hold back, '' and he did with a mystified expression on his face. `` smell at my cunt. You know where your penis goes, do n't you. ``

'' Mrs Connor, wo n't Mr. Connor ... ''

'' screwing me, George. Put it in. Fuck me, '' and he did. All the way. `` In and out. In and out, '' I begged, and he started stroking my making love pickle, but he was too excited to make it last.

'' Oh no, oh no, '' he moaned.

'' Do n't stop, '' and I felt my vagina filling with his come. `` Do n't quit. ``

And when it was over and we were both catching our breath, he asked, `` Wo n't Mr. Connor be mad ? ``

'' We wo n't tell him will we. We wo n't tell anybody. Not even Kara, OK ? ``

'' OK. Sure. But wo n't you get pregnant ? ``

'' You ca n't get me pregnant. ``

'' Why not ? Are you taking the contraceptive pill ? ``

'' well, no, '' and now the big reveal. `` It 's just I 'm already pregnant. '' I was three months along. The changes in my body were not something a adolescent boy would realise, until I pointed out my slightly showing belly. And anticipating his next question, `` and it does n't offend the baby to have sex. ``

We pulled the covers up and chatted for a while longer. `` You liked that I hope. Your first time. I hope it was exceptional. ``

'' Oh yes, Mrs. Connor. ``

'' Rub my slit some more, '' and as he did, I took his cock in my hired man. It soon swelled up to its full phase of the moon size as I rubbed it again. `` Remember when you licked my pussy ? ``

'' Yes. Yes. ``

'' Well I have a treat for you, '' and I slid down under the covers and started licking George 's cock.

deep hint. Faster breather. And then I wrapped my lips around it and started sucking and bobbing down and up over it. `` Oh Mrs. Connor ! '' More of the Lapplander. `` Oh Mrs. Connor ! ! '' More and more. Then, `` Oh no, oh no, '' I did n't stop. And soon jet of his cum snap into my throat.

I climbed up next to him in the bed and let him see his freight in my mouthpiece before I swallowed. `` Your first gust job, hehe. Did you like it ? ``

'' Oh my god, Mrs. Connor. '' We kissed deeply.

'' Look at my twat, '' I chuckled and pulled the cover version off. I made sure a clump of his cum oozed out. `` See, you 've left your cum everywhere, '' I giggled.

'' Awesome, '' he exclaimed.

'' Now you can tell Kara you heard that girls like to take their pussy licked. And if she 'll let you see hers, you 'll lick it. ``

'' Wow ! Really ? ``

'' Her pubic pilus wo n't bother you, '' I added. `` After a few times, ask her if she would do something for you, put your cock in her mouth. ``

'' Awesome ! ``

'' Just do n't cum in her oral fissure, OK. Not the first prison term or two at to the lowest degree. ``

I needed to apologize myself, `` I have to pee. Be right back. '' I headed to the bathroom.

As I was closing the door, George came charging up. `` Can I see ? ''

fountainhead George II was having his kickoff that Nox, but that was a lifetime first for me, having a guy lookout man that. But what the nether region, why not ? Since I was already defenseless, I stood in the exhibitioner stall with my branch apart, leaned against the paries and let go.

'' Awesome, '' he reacted as my stream sprayed out and even ran down my leg..

'' Did you like what you saw ? ``

'' Oh yes. ``

I rinsed off my pussy and leg with the shower hose and turned to him. `` So do you think you could have it away me just one more time before you have to go ? '' HIs putz was almost cook from what he had just seen, but I rubbed and sucked it some more to make sure. I leaned back against the wall again, rolling my sex forward so he had admission. He stepped into the shower and had no bother entering me. Our thrusts against each other were powerful and I could feel myself getting ready to cum.

But it was taking him longer this prison term and it was awkward there. I stepped out and leaned over the cesspit. `` You can puzzle out me again, even if your cum is there, '' He knelt behind me and licked away until my orgasm was in full moaning blooming. He seemed to have intercourse when it was time. He stood and plunged that pin-up cock deep inside of me once again. jabbing after wonderful thrust in all the veracious places inside. And a slightly diminished warhead of his juices followed.

We both got dressed and kissed adieu as he left. `` Thank you, Mrs. Connor, '' he said as I closed the door behind him. I stood there shaking. Did I really do that ? My god !

A few week later, when I came home after a meeting, Kara told me she had let George cream her slit and she really liked it. She even let him lease all her dress off. He got undressed too. She really liked being naked with him, right here in my living room.

A couple weeks after that, she told me she had let George put his hammer in her mouthpiece that night. `` He came on my neck and the couch, '' she said, pointing. I helped her do a intimately job of wiping up the spot on the posterior. `` Do you let Mr. Conner cum in your mouth ? '' I nodded. Not just Peter, I thought.

Kara was n't ready to let George II fuck her, she said, but she knew where the safe were just in case.

I had managed to get together with George II a twain more time during one of Peter 's more frequent stumble abroad and Kara 's class vacation. He did n't look to take care that my venter was even more than distended as he fucked me over and over. And I wondered whether some Spanish charwoman was being treated to the same matter .